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Photo A Day Experiment (PADE) Day7 - Light

First thing first, as I am using limited internet connection of my office, and thankful to them, I am unable to access the Disqus widget so won't be able to answer the comments (though will try via mobile :)

Also, Congratulations and warm thanks to Sfurti, Ritu and the participating guys - we have completed a Week! Kudos, We guys rock!

So, this is my entry to PADE Day7 Theme: Light! This was shot reaching Lonavala on Mumbai-Pune Expressway, it was a ride organised by Castrol-xBhp and I preferred to do it as a pillion to click a few shots (and, dont ask me how it feels to be a pillion - I may kill you!).

What I like most about this pic is not just the light at the end of tunnel but the truck disappearing in the light and also reflection of the clicking me in the rear view mirror....


Simply there is generally some light at the end of the tunnel...
This pic has always been one of my most favorite, do tell me what you think about it...

This picture post is an Entry to PADE-2013, a month long Photo-blog event. To know more and participate, click here or here. Check themes here. 



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  1. Awesome photo Punit. There's so much to take-in in this photo and yet things relate to one another so well! Congratulations on winning Shutterbug (again).
    Yes, PADE is going great now (yay!) and yes 'we' guys rock!
    And since you pointed out let me ask you - How does it feel to be a pillion? bahaha you can't kill me :P

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  2. Punit....awesome shot again, love the elements. Yes there is light at the end of the tunnel!!


    PS: How was the pillion ride dear?? ;) ;)

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  3. I like the idea of the truck getting sucked into the light...if I cud imagine the bike and u out ..it 's a sci fi movie...crossing the barrier of time..travelling to another dimension...

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  4. :-D Thanku Thanku and many congratulations on completing a week...

    For pillion thing.. .. Badla liya jaega ;-)

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  5. Obliged Sfurti ji :-) And you to into conspiring business with Ritu :-\

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  6. Wow! You added an entirely different angle to the shot... Thanks @Sini :-)

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  7. I'm sacred...but really shouldn't have asked
    But the question remains - how was the ride being a pillion?

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  8. Haha...so how do you like pillion riding :P

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  9. I think I should write a post on How it feels to be a Pillion... Good! Vaise, just one sentence to describe, that one of my pillion friend told after just 250-300 kms of ride... Poonch (tail bone) me dard ho gyi...

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  10. Soon will share the epic experience... :-P

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